Ruyi's Royal Love in the Palace: Jia Ling's Double Rebirth, Creates a Great Success

In November, the north wind was bleak and everything was dead. The Queen Mother was immersed in the happy marriage of Princess Roushu, but suddenly bad news came from Junggar.

The memorial stated that civil unrest broke out in Dzungar, and Dawachi killed Princess Duanshu's husband Dorza and established himself as the emperor. Knowing that his power was unstable, he wanted to surrender to the Qing Dynasty.

The condition was that he would marry Princess Duanshu of the Qing Dynasty, Dorza's wife.

In fact, Dawachi had already abducted Princess Duanshu by force, and in the name of protecting her, he actually kept her under house arrest in his own mansion.

When the civil and military officials in the court heard this, they were filled with grief and indignation. This Dawachi was simply a shameless person.

Princess Duanshu also wrote a letter, hoping that the Qing Dynasty could capture Dawachi alive and subdue Dzungar. Her words were so sincere that everyone who read them cried.

The empress dowager was even more heartbroken for her eldest daughter. When Princess Duanshu married into the Dzungar Khanate, her husband became obsessed with beauty and drank heavily after the marriage. Although Longyue only reported good news in her letters and not bad news, the nanny she sent wrote to tell her about it.

Now that Dorza is dead, she wants Longyue to marry the enemy who killed her husband. This is mistreating her child!

When the Emperor learned that the Empress Dowager was so grief-stricken that she had fainted, he hurried to visit her, just as the Empress Dowager had hurried back to the palace when he was sick.

"Madam Empress, you don't have to worry. I have never thought of sacrificing the happiness of my sister, Longyue. A king dies for his country, a soldier goes to the battlefield. The stability of the Qing Dynasty should never be placed on the shoulders of a woman like Longyue!"

The Queen Mother felt more at ease after hearing this. She held the Emperor's hand and asked:

"Emperor, what are you going to do?"

The emperor said solemnly: "Of course, we should kill Dawaqi without leaving a single piece of his armor, for the sake of sister Longyue."

The emperor did not forget his promise to the empress dowager, and urgently summoned the ministers to discuss the matter, explaining that Dawachi's murder of the prince consort and imprisonment of the princess was tantamount to rebellion!

In the court, after a heated debate between Lord Fuheng and Lord Zhaohui, Zhaohui finally seized the initiative.

Fu Heng sighed frequently:

"This head should have been mine!"

Zhao Hui patted Fu Heng on the shoulder:

"Good brother, haven't you killed enough in the Jinchuan battle? Leave it to me this time!"

The emperor was helpless. How could these two people make fighting on the battlefield seem like a piece of cake?

As the army was about to set out, the emperor, after consulting with Fuheng and Zhaohui, decided to send a small team of more than 20 people ahead.

The goal was to reach Dawachi's stronghold and find the right time to rescue Princess Duanshu first, in case the army went into battle and Dawachi threatened the princess' life.

Junggar, Dawachi's residence, in the hazy moon room.

In November in Junggar, there are already dark frozen clouds, evening winds mixed with snow, and a cold light covering the sky.

The sound of horns and drums blew the military flags on the city walls. There were only a few soldiers patrolling the streets in camel-skin coats. Looking east, there was only smoke and dust. Only the palace was silent.

Outside the courtyard, there were layers of guards arranged by Dawachi to restrict the princess's freedom.

In the courtyard, the nanny beside the princess opened the back window, took the pigeon, and removed the secret letter tied to the pigeon's leg.

After Longyue finished reading, she burned it in front of the candlelight. In front of the window, there was a pot of poppies in full bloom.

From the nanny's perspective, her princess still had her black hair like a waterfall, and under her slightly upturned nose, there was a hint of smile at the corner of her mouth.

"Mammy, bring us the things we hid."

The nanny nodded her head and took out a hairpin that shone with silver light from her sleeve.

This was given to Dawachi's current concubine by Maya, Dorza's former concubine, when she came to see her.

Everyone thought that Maya was afraid of death and devoted herself to serving others, so even Dawachi relaxed his vigilance towards Doleza's women.

Seeing the princess's determined expression, the nanny couldn't help but feel distressed: "Princess, we only have a 10% chance of winning this way, and Dorza is not worth it at all."

Longyue looked at the nanny and said softly, "I have made up my mind, and it is not for that Dorza."

"My mother and my brother are willing to fight for me and fight against the rebels. The soldiers are willing to sacrifice their lives for the country. Don't I, Aixinjueluo Longyue, have any courage? Rather than letting Dawachi use me to threaten my brother, I'd rather fight my way out myself."

The nanny had taken care of the princess since she was young, and later accompanied the princess to marry into the Dzungar Khanate. Naturally, she understood the princess's temperament.

After years of enduring humiliation and mediating with many parties, she has always been the decisive, intelligent and witty Longyue.

"Mammy, let someone outside tell Dawachi that I am willing."

Longyue knew that Dawachi was certainly not attracted by her beauty. Since ancient times, political animals like them have only used women as tools for calculation and cover-up.

Dawachi just wanted to get a chance to breathe by pretending to be lusting after beauty. Once he had rested and recuperated enough, he would bite back at the Qing Dynasty.

Since she was a child, she has been praised by the Emperor as the daughter who looks most like him. She is a Qing princess who once dared to break the nine-ring chain with her hands and break Moge's tricks. She is Longyue, who was raised by the Emperor and his mother together.

She is herself, and she is not only capable of saving herself, but also of saving others and killing the enemy.

She begged the Qing Dynasty to send troops, not only for her own sake, but also for the people of Junggar and the Qing border.

All the jewelry and sharp objects on Longyue's body had been taken away, so she just put on some bright lip balm, wore a red dress, and waited quietly for Dawachi to arrive.

"Squeak." Dawachi's arrival brought in a hint of cold wind, making Longyue shiver.

Dawachi couldn't hide the pride on his face, "Princess, I told you that you would be willing sooner or later, and the Qing Dynasty would be reluctant to accept my surrender. Today, you finally came to your senses."

Longyue did not stand up, but leaned on the couch, legs hooked lightly, "Dawachi, come here."

Dawachi looked at the woman in front of him. She had a beautiful, absolutely beautiful face, as crystal clear as snow, which made one forget the world at first sight.

What's important is her demeanor, which can be dignified or charming.

Dawachi couldn't help but take a step forward and held Longyue in his arms, "Princess, you smell so good, what's that smell?"

Dawachi was tall and strong, two heads taller than Longyue. Longyue stood on tiptoe and unexpectedly left a blush mark on Dawachi's lips.

"It's flower juice. Is it sweet?"

Dawachi was surprised by Longyue's kiss. Princess Duanshu was so proactive that he couldn't help feeling a little proud. So what if she was a princess? She still had to commit herself to him.

But the next second, Dawachi realized that he had no strength in his arms and legs.

He was just about to call out to his followers when he saw the nanny coming up and covering Dawachi's mouth with her clothes, and Longyue took out the silver hairpin in lightning speed.

Dawachi recognized her. She was the woman he got tired of playing with a few days ago and killed with a knife, Maya's hairpin.

Longyue stabbed the hairpin into Dawachi's chest, but the hairpin was too shallow to be fatal in one go.

Longyue pulled the hairpin out of Dawachi's chest again and again, and quickly inserted it again.

Blood splattered all over Longyue's face, making her face look like a peach blossom.

But Longyue had no time to care about that. She just felt happy. She had never felt so happy in all the years she had been in Junggar.

The nanny also felt happy. Seeing that Dawachi still had a glimmer of life, she picked up the candlestick and smashed it on Dawachi's head.

Dawachi finally fell silent.

Longyue had already prepared for the intrusion of Dawachi's guards. If she was really discovered, she would kill herself first and would never be threatened by anyone.

The night was silent, with the sound of cold wind. The poplar trees in front of the palace were covered with snow. The snow looked like falling leaves as the horses' hooves stepped on them. A snowflake from the branch floated and flew into the window.

A team of light cavalry rushed into the palace in the cover of night. They were ordered to rescue the princess.

But when they arrived at the princess's courtyard, they saw the princess standing facing the howling north wind, her red skirt fluttering, and the blood-red color on her face was unparalleled. Behind her was Dawachi, who was already dead.

Everyone present was shocked that the princess actually killed the rebel with her own hands.

Long Yue smiled sadly, "I am virtuous and have never failed the Emperor or the Qing Dynasty."

"I must fulfill my duty while I am alive, and let the blood of the enemy splash on my skirt."

At this time, outside the palace of the Dzungar Khanate, one could hear the sound of golden drums and painted horns, marking the time to start the war.

(My dears, please be gentle, this is written according to the Longyue and the princess in my heart.

Longyue is not the type of person who will sit and wait for death, nor will she put her fate in the hands of others.

I personally believe that whether in ancient times or modern times, women do not need to regard men or others as saviors and sit back and wait for death.

Women can help women, and women can save themselves and even save the country.

My favorite opera is "Mu Guiying Takes Command", which is a great play that I have revisited thousands of times.

May all women, for generations to come, sing the praises of pepper flowers.